junky
have to surgically remove the other guy
poems where i appreciate the feelings my friends make me feel, the sad things that make my heart tougher, and the days filled with youth
𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 (𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙮) 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 /anthologies of prose and poems/
EVERYTHING MORBID. EVERYTHING MACABRE. EVERY DEMON. EVERY SPIRIT. EVERY GOD. EVERYTHING EVIL. TEXTS/POEMS
xvii, april. (iii). you have no voice if no one is listening. © playlist poetry h.r. : #3
if only you knew the love i felt, the beauty i crave, the darkness i bring - would you long for me, then? {❦} = personal favorites of mine
whores eyelashes smashed crimson lipstick putrid vodka breath fresh strawberry gum lips colliding hearts bleeding STORY
stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017
have you ever seen a slave in gold chains? i have never seen so much golden slave flesh melted and turned to candle wax.
HOW CAN A HOLLOW CHEST FEEL SO HEAVY poetry, rambles, rantings, letters, etc. enjoy!! but read at your own risk* *massive tw for basically anything mental-illness related, including depression, anxiety, self harm, suicide, abuse, blood, knives/blades, eating disorders, etc. please don't read if you think this will tr...
you are the sun and i am proxima centauri: a low-mass star, too faint to be seen, yet closest to you
living proof that art is fluid in form ___________________________________________ a poetry anthology written in fruit juice and cheap ink ----------------------------- in loving memory of the past @timespieces copyright 2018
𝑃𝑂𝐸𝑇𝑅𝑌 &𝑃𝑅𝑂𝑆𝐸 𝑹𝒉𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒎𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔, 𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅 .
"this is your kind of story. no one is the good guy-- no one is the bad guy-- the blame shifts from monster to monster and in this place everyone bares their teeth." [featured. highest ranking: #6 in poetry.]